Maturity is the New Black: Keep Yo Heart 3 Stacks…

I remember how the ages of 21 and 22 were all about how many guys were texting me and asking me out and telling me how beautiful I was. Those were the ages when I built a lot of my self-confidence off of how many men desired me. Every since I can remember, my mom…

Fallen Stars

This post will be short and sweet.  Here’s a poem I wrote a few days ago that I decided to share: Fallen Stars I once danced like two moons lay encrusted on my thighs Light illuminating from the arches created by my shifting back I once laughed into an abyss of tears Powerful drops falling…